Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Dear Grandma and Grandpa of the Taurus this horoscope has been prepared for: I’m hoping you will bring your helpful influence to bear on our little darling’s dilemma. I know that in your own past you once had to navigate your way through complications similar to those that Taurus is now facing. So even if you have died and are in spirit form, please bestow your advice and encouragement, whether that’s delivered by phone, via telepathy, in dreams, or in person. One more thing: Please don’t let your wise blessing get tainted by any lingering disapproval you might be harboring about the path our beloved Taurus has chosen. This is a time for your smart love, not your judgment.

Challenges

Yesterday, I crossed the 10,000 word mark with The Glass Crown. The goal is 50,000 in 30 days, so it’s not the best sign in the world to be 1/5th done with 1/2 the time left. Heh. I’ve remembered, though, how much I used to love challenges. It used to be about winning, about accomplishing, about beating the impossible (or nearly so) goal.

Now, it’s about doing better, being a better person, real challenges.

I wrote nearly 1,500 words today. I expect to do at least that well tomorrow, and to rock out over the weekend. We’re going up to Gaylord on Saturday to visit and , and the two and a half hour drive each way will provide quite a bit of time for me to learn to get my flow down on the laptop, instead of in the notebook. On Sunday, works, and I plan to be writing for the eight hours that she’s at work, at the least. The write-in at Gone Wired won’t hurt, either.

I blocked hard the last time that I had a ton of time to write. That, I think, was half about actually having the time, and half about the unformed ideas in my head. I’m better prepared to make use of the time, now. We’ll see how it turns out.

Wouldn’t it be amazing if the sequel to my 5-year novel was half done in 30 days?

Sci-fi/Fantasy Meme

Below is a list of the 50 most significant science fiction/fantasy novels, 1953-2002, according to the Science Fiction Book Club.

Bold the ones you’ve read, strike-out the ones you hated, italicize those you started but never finished, and put an asterisk beside the ones you loved.

1. The Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkien
2. The Foundation Trilogy, Isaac Asimov*

3. Dune, Frank Herbert
4. Stranger in a Strange Land, Robert A. Heinlein
5. A Wizard of Earthsea, Ursula K. Le Guin*
6. Neuromancer, William Gibson
7. Childhood’s End, Arthur C. Clarke
8. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Philip K. Dick
9. The Mists of Avalon, Marion Zimmer Bradley
10. Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury
11. The Book of the New Sun, Gene Wolfe
12. A Canticle for Leibowitz, Walter M. Miller, Jr.
13. The Caves of Steel, Isaac Asimov*
14. Children of the Atom, Wilmar Shiras
15. Cities in Flight, James Blish
16. The Colour of Magic, Terry Pratchett
17. Dangerous Visions, edited by Harlan Ellison
18. Deathbird Stories, Harlan Ellison
19. The Demolished Man, Alfred Bester
20. Dhalgren, Samuel R. Delany
21. Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey*
22. Ender’s Game, Orson Scott Card*

23. The First Chronicles of Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever, Stephen R. Donaldson
24. The Forever War, Joe Haldeman
25. Gateway, Frederik Pohl
26. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, J.K. Rowling
27. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams*
28. I Am Legend, Richard Matheson
29. Interview with the Vampire, Anne Rice*
30. The Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula K. Le Guin
31. Little, Big, John Crowley
32. Lord of Light, Roger Zelazny
33. The Man in the High Castle, Philip K. Dick
34. Mission of Gravity, Hal Clement
35. More Than Human, Theodore Sturgeon
36. The Rediscovery of Man, Cordwainer Smith
37. On the Beach, Nevil Shute
38. Rendezvous with Rama, Arthur C. Clarke
39. Ringworld, Larry Niven
40. Rogue Moon, Algis Budrys
41. The Silmarillion, J.R.R. Tolkien
42. Slaughterhouse-5, Kurt Vonnegut
43. Snow Crash, Neal Stephenson*
44. Stand on Zanzibar, John Brunner
45. The Stars My Destination, Alfred Bester
46. Starship Troopers, Robert A. Heinlein
47. Stormbringer, Michael Moorcock
48. The Sword of Shannara, Terry Brooks
49. Timescape, Gregory Benford
50. To Your Scattered Bodies Go, Philip Jose Farmer

Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): “Dear Love Doctor: Please send a divine slap upside the head to the clueless guy I’m in a half-assed relationship with. He’s GOT to wake up to the fact that it’s high time to let someone, namely me, shower him with love. I mean, all the magic’s in place. With just a flick of his attitude, he could materialize me whipping up gourmet Cajun cuisine in his new kitchen–not to mention spicing up every other room in his house. Love Doctor, please cast a spell to get him in alignment with cosmic necessity. -Overripe Taurus.” Dear Overripe: I appreciate the ability you Bulls have right now to envision the best and brightest possibilities for your relationships. However, it’s crucial that you give everyone the freedom to bumble along, even if it means that for now they’ll be out of sync with the wonders you can imagine.

WindyCon in the Wyndam O’Hare Hotel

All in all, what I think of as Chicago had very little to do with this trip. Sure, we took the Skyway in, paid a bunch of tolls through Indiana and Illinois, and I gaped at the buildings and the audacity at which drivers cut each other off. I may have even irritated and with my constant pointing and saying “Train!” every time the CTA light rail went past. All of these things are definitely of Chicago. They make up the personality of the city that outsiders see, and draw them in. They’re part of the American idea of Chicago.

And now, on the way out, there’s the same feeling, albeit in reverse.

During the con, though, it wasn’t like we were in Chicago. It was like that airport feeling, or that McDonald’s feeling, where every con in every hotel is kind of in the same space and time. The people were different, a bit. For some reason, our ribbons weren’t very popular. Neither were the ones that had to publicize his book. Many of the panelists and GoH and such had vertical ribbons, instead of horizontal ones. There was a rumor that the con staff had dropped the ball on the ribbons, and so only those of us that had ordered our ribbons independently had them. My guess is that they’ll be much more of a hit at ConFusion in January.

We only sold one book while there, but that wasn’t too much of a surprise. We found out late in the game that the booksellers in the dealer rooms at cons will take novels on consignment for the weekend. Anything that doesn’t sell, you pick up on Sunday, when everything’s being taken down. Now that we’re armed with that knowledge, we plan on taking advantage of it, once again, at ConFusion in January.

The real professional accomplishment, in my mind, was the teaser CDs. First five chapters, in .pdf format, on CD. Some were in DVD cases with nifty covers (now in color!) that mimicked the book’s cover. Others were in simple white sleeves that showed the CD label (also with the gem on it). had put some down on the flyer table on Saturday morning, and I was bored enough to check the table in the late afternoon. They were all gone, so I put some more down, and went to the ConSuite to set some in the flyer area there. I hang out in the ConSuite for an hour or so, and head back to check the flyer table.

They were gone.

So, I sat the last one that I had down there, and headed back to the hotel to grab more for and more for me to carry around and hand out. Got back to the ConSuite, and the two that I had set there were gone. Gave Benny hers, set some more down in the Suite, and headed out to the main flyer table. Gone. This pattern continued for the rest of the night, until we were out of the ones in the DVD cases. So, upon ‘s suggestion, I went around to all of the flyer posting areas in the hotel, and taped up the teasers in a “please take me” fashion.

This morning, there were only four left. By the time we left the hotel, I’m certain that they were all taken. Every single one. This was such an overwhelming response, compared to Penguicon 4.0. Of course, I actually attended panels at this con, and chatted with other writers, and wasn’t afraid of talking to people about the novel, or about anything. It was a sci-fi/fantasy con. I mean, that’s why we were all there.

We got to do a little shopping, which was nice. I picked up a bag of obsidian Elder Futhark runes that came with a wee booklet and a bag for the stones. didn’t find anything, in the end, that she liked enough to buy in the dealer room, but we both agreed on a print from an amazing digital artist and bought a bunch of cool glowy stuff from a guy wheeling around a sweet toolbox full of chemical, LED, and laser goodness. I have a couple of color-shifting glowsticks (change color every half hour to 45 mins), and picked up a couple of LED candles for nightlights, as well as a LED blinky thing that has to be dangerous for epileptics. He also threw in a sound-sensitive LED pendant. Bass tones activate the red, treble the blue.

Friday night, we walked to the nearby strip mall, in the beginnings of rain, to eat at Panda Express, and then to check out Target to see if they had a backpack for . When we came out, it was pouring, and the wind was whipping across the parking lot from the nearby airport. Cold and wet. After that, we didn’t mind getting gouged at the hotel restaurant so much. The waiter that we kept getting at the restaurant was amazing at his job. We made sure to tip him pretty well each time.

I think that I’ve gotten about a hundred words written for NanoWriMo since Thursday. I’m only kicking myself a little bit, because of all of the promotion that we did for The Remembrance. Also, I’m experiencing a strange phenomenon as I’m finally getting into the meat of The Glass Crown. Even though all of our marketing is pushing for the first book, I find myself wanting to tell people about the second. “Well, yeah, I published that one in May, but there’s this even COOLER one I’m working on now…” I think I may have to re-read the first one, which amuses me greatly. I wrote it, for Bob’s sake. Also, there’s some new info about the new one that I’ll be sharing over on the Google Group, as well as some updates on my other projects. So, if you’re interested, give it a peep or sign up.

It was really good to see again. I think that’s what, the second time that we’ve hung out IRL? I met his excellent and cat-eared lady friend, and they seem very comfortable together, which makes me very happy. I met a guy named Don, native to one of the more Latin suburbs of Chicago, with similar interests in Japan, as well as a wearer of kilts. Depending on how soon he gets a job in 日本, I may see him again at a future convention. Also, he introduced me to Chicago-style hot dogs. You can get them boiled or char-grilled. On top, they put mustard, onion, relish, cucumber, tomato, hot pepper (and I mean HOT), tomato, and celery salt. We stopped at a hot dog joint on the way out of town, and I spared myself the punishment of the hot peppers, and I must say that I was quite impressed. They had coneys too, but they called them “chili dogs”. If only they knew the true power of the coney side of the force. Er…

As we haven’t gotten out there to actually experience the city yet, we will be returning soon. Museums (that Tut guy is still there), aquariums, pizza, the CTA train (the L), clubs, pizza… did I mention pizza? Anyway, we still have a lot to experience in that city, so we’ll be out there again soon.

Horosocope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Early in his film career, actor Oliver Hardy often played the parts of bad guys. But when he joined with Stan Laurel to collaborate on their series of comedic movies, he became a likable buffoon. I predict you’ll soon be the beneficiary of a comparable conversion, Taurus. Some troubling or adversarial influence in your life will become warmer and fuzzier, maybe even downright helpful and amusing. The psychological term for a conversion this dramatic is enantiodromia. It refers to the process whereby something changes into its opposite. It won’t be as freakish as it might initially appear. The unexpected transformation will be the result of an organic process.